Nelson hated the fact that no matter how often he stabbed that bastard, he still somehow got up and left while they were distracted by burying Atraas. How could the demon still be alive after all that? Had he already gained immortality from the Goddess’ life?
Glancing at his companions, he wasn’t sure how much more they could survive. Teasel and Inleet were the only two that looked like they could still battle, but neither of them was that strong and grief had swept Inleet away. Ket might last for a bit, but he wasn’t sure if it would be enough.
“We need to hurry,” Cristial told the group with a scowl. “I would rather have more time to mourn your friend, but if we do not go now, the balance of the world is in jeopardy.”
Nelson didn’t care about that, but finally putting an end to the bastard was certainly a goal he could get behind. He didn’t think Inleet would follow him, however, so he looked to Ket. “Stay with her, let her grieve a little longer,” he told
As soon as Selina was conscious enough to walk on her own, the group headed out into the demon-infested cavern. Nelson held his breath as the ‘King’ led his new ‘slaves’ to where they needed to be. At least, that was how it should have looked to the lower-ranked demons. It all seemed fine at first. Most of them scurried away before they found the wrath of their leader, but others snarled and hissed at the group as though ready to challenge the command of rulership. Teasel stayed hidden within Nelson’s satchel. He had been clingy towards him ever since the fight with the actual demon King had been over. Inleet was seething, but she played her part in acting as the submissive slave. The Goddess had Nelson’s old hooded cloak to keep her face hidden. He wasn’t sure it would be enough, but so far, so good. The big question is, where did they go from here? They couldn’t leave the same way they had come in, but there had to be some way out of this place. Sethis and
Once he had someone check his ribs and other wounds, Nelson was bandaged and allowed to recover in one of Yukiro’s rooms. He knew the others would be alright, though he wasn’t sure about Salina and Cristial. Could the wing be regrown? Or was he now a one-winged Celestial?Nelson didn’t enjoy hanging around, not doing anything. He may have had nothing he could do, but lying around was boring. With that in mind, he wandered the halls with no argument from the guards dotted around here and there.He knew if he caused trouble, they wouldn’t go easy on him, but it made him wonder if he could sneak something of value into his pockets. He decided not to do so, however, just in case.Cristial was waiting outside a door, down a different hallway. He was unhappy but Nelson knew their look was one of worry and not upset about losing someone. That meant the Goddess was still alive, at least.“Shouldn’t you be recovering?” Cri
Fenryn paced his study, his arms folded across his chest. He had felt anxious ever since he had received the scroll from Nelson. He had heard nothing since then, however, and it had been far too long, in his opinion.Had they captured Nelson? If so, he may never know the full truth and he would have to find another way to act. What if Nelson blabbed about his mission and who sent him? What would happen then?A polite knock on the door brought Fenryn’s attention to it. “Enter,” he said, his voice stern. He couldn’t show his anxious emotions in front of anyone other than two people, and one of those people was not in the castle anymore.When Fenryn saw it was Vaughan who was at the door, he relaxed a bit. The Knight Captain offered a polite nod of his head as he entered and closed the door behind him. He watched Fenryn pace for a moment before saying, “your Majesty, if you pace so much you will we
The group stood before Yukiro, ready for her to allow them to go home. Nelson wondered how she would help them get home, as she had explained nothing to him. What she had said was that it would be quick.“Now, before I get you on your way,” Yukiro said to them as she turned her focus squarely on Inleet. “Did you wish for me to return your brother’s body to you?”“I’d rather he be alive,” Inleet said, her tone cold. She knew her brother was gone for good, as Yukiro seldom brought someone back from the dead. Even if he had done something heroic by helping save Nelson, life and death were not something to be treated casually.Yukiro offered a look of sorrow. “Unfortunately, even if I did that, his body is far too mangled. Even I can’t fix everything,” she replied. “We Gods may be immortal and powerful, but we have limits.”Inleet scoffed but did not argue. She offered a small nod o
I hate to do this to my readers, but I am going on a short hiatus. If I write at all, I may not post it just so I end up with a backlog. I have lost all of my motivation lately, and can't bring the words out no matter how hard I try. TT-TT I am deeply sorry for any inconvenience and I promise I'll continue the story as soon as I can! I hope things will go back to normal for me soon, but I need to take a break, I hope you understand and thank you for your patience. All my thanks, Yukiro! PS: There will be one more chapter this week since it was already scheduled 2 weeks ago. After that, I can't say when I will update again until I find my passion.
After what felt like forever, Nelson finally saw the return of the knight. Following closely behind him was the Knight Captain. Vaughan Cadfael. He did not look impressed in the slightest, but he greeted the group with the seriousness he always held.Vaughan’s eyes quickly drifted to Ket. He was equal parts impressed by her and fearful. He wasn’t sure if she would be an issue but figured if she had made it here without issue or trouble, then she was not a mindless monster. Or perhaps Nelson had tamed her? Whatever the reason, he had no problem with her, so long as she gave him no reason to have one.“Noble Whitefield,” he greeted Nelson stoically. “You want an audience with the King?” He questioned. When Nelson nodded his reply, Vaughan tapped his fingers on the hilt of his sword. “You’re out of visiting hours,” he then continued, pausing long enough to annoy Nelson. “However, given the reason he summoned you
The more Fenryn read the diary, the angrier his expression turned. There was grief in his eyes, beyond that anger, and Nelson was unsure if he should question the King or sit quietly until he was told what the information said. He was curious, but he knew he couldn’t seem too keen to understand the information the King may not wish to share. Doing so might make the King doubt the validity of the diary. He had no reason to forge such a thing, but he knew better than anyone that trusting him was not something that should come easy. Luckily, the ex-bandit didn’t have to wait long. Fenryn slammed his hands down on the table angrily and uttered, “damned bastard! After everything that our family has done for him! After we gave him the title of nobility and even arranged the marriage, his daughter and myself are now stuck in!” Nelson wasn’t sure if he should be in the room with the King during this moment, but he was curious what Sethis had done to deserve this kind of response. Part of hi
When morning came, Nelson felt so rested that he was sure he had died and gone to Utopia. He had never slept in a bed so comfortable before. Even his bed back at the farm was nowhere near as nice as this, and he had thought that one had been nice. The King’s life was far more luxurious than anything he could have imagined.However, he was under no illusion. It seemed the King had suffered in his own ways. Nelson and many like him had always assumed the royals had nothing to fear and were laughing it up on their high horses. To learn the royals had troubles of their own, including assassinations? This was surprising to him.Perhaps it shouldn’t have been, but no one had known the truth behind the demise of the last two Kings. He wondered what other issues Fenryn had been through in his short time as King. Were there other plots and schemes the nobles held behind his back?Just as he was mulling over the life Fenryn had, a knock on the door disturbed h